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Riley Grimes. The baby sister of Rick Grimes, a Sheriff's Deputy in King County, Georgia, a real southern man with a southern wife, southern son, and southern best friend, he's a survivor. Riley though? She moved to Maine when she turne...
A/N: 40 CHAPTERS GUYS!!! I am honestly so surprised that I have been able to keep doing this one book for so long without a break, but anyway! Keep on, keeping on right? Also, Oh my god YUM.
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Daryl didn't hesitate. He swooped down and shoved his lips against mine. It was rough, primal. Teeth, tongue, shoving into my mouth without regard for anyone that could be watching us. One hand was wrapped in my hair, gripping it, shoving my mouth against his harder, and his other hand was quickly descending to my ass, which he promptly took a very large handful of, and shoved me forward so I was pressed as closely as I could get against him, but I could tell that if my uterus currently wasn't occupying a child, he would have been a lot rougher with trying to mold me to his body.
He bent his knees, and yanked his hand from my hair to grab my other cheek and squeezed, he pulled back less than an inch, I could still feel his lips brushing mine when he talked.
"Jump."
I did, didn't hesitate, and when my legs were securely wrapped around his waist I could feel him, pressing right up against me. Using both hands, he started to move me closer, than further away, so I was basically humping him, and every time I came closer, I could feel him clip that one spot, and I couldn't hold it in any longer.
I moaned. And it was then that he seemed to snap back to reality, and realize that we were standing, well, he was standing, holding me in midair, no more than fifteen feet away from the back door of the house, and we definitely could not continue this here.
He groaned in anguish when I unwrapped my legs, forcing me to slid down, and I could definitely feel every single glorious inch of him as I did.
"He was a jackass. And he lied to you sweetheart. I love you. What he did to you doesn't change how I feel about you. It definitely makes me wish I knew you sooner, so I could have saved you from having to be with him... but no. I love you. I always will." He had moved so his forehead was pressed against mine, but his hands hadn't moved from their death grip on my bum and I honestly didn't mind. I moved my hands from his chest up to his hair, and starting playing with the pieces at the back of his neck that were getting kind of long before I decided to speak.
"Dare... please don't call me that..."
"Call you what Ri?"
"Sweetheart. He did, when he was... well... it was his pet name for when I made him... happy." Daryl stiffened, and when I opened my eyes I saw that he had tears building in his, and I immediately moved my hands from his hair to wipe under his eyes, wiping away the imaginary ones that had fallen, and hopefully keeping the ones building away.
"I'm so sorry that happened to you." Dare choked out, and I had to hold in my tears at how just... he just looked so sad, so disappointed, and it seemed like he was disappointed in himself.
"Daryl. Look at me." His watery blues rose to meet mine, and I moved to that he was forced to see my entire face, so he would know I was serious.
"You have nothing to be disappointed about. Especially with yourself. You can be disappointed with me if you like, I was the one who let it happen. But Dare... you didn't even know me. You could not have saved me from him. You were a world away. But you're here now. You've saved me, now. You save me everyday." I watched as the tears rolled down his cheek before he finally nodded, straightened up, cleared his throat, and placed a nice long kiss to my forehead.
"I guess I'll have to come up with a new pet name then, huh babe? I'll tell Merle to stop using it too." I gave him a smile, letting it split my face open before i stood on my tiptoes and pulled him down, gently caressing his lips with mine, a huge difference from what it was mere minutes ago.
"You know, it wasn't your fault. You couldn't have known. I wish you had been able to escape him sooner, but you stayed to protect your family. I get it. I could never be disappointed in you." Daryl whispered when he finally pulled away, and I couldn't help but feel like that last piece of my heart had finally clicked back into place.
A/N: Another short chapter, I know, sorry, but we'll be getting back into the main storyline in the next chapter, so I wanted to give y'all a little bit more Daryl/Riley time. Also, I love rough Daryl. He's my favorite.
